Chapter 551 Hidden enemy, Sister Lan takes action! 【1 update】
After Mr. Fu Lao drank all the cup of tea, Fu Qiao finally relaxed and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
During the day, Mr. Fu Lao directly replaced many senior executives of the Calligraphy Association at a speed that caught people off guard. This not only put everyone in the Calligraphy Association in danger, but Fu Qiao also felt a strong threat. .
Yong Dongyue is a veteran of the Calligraphy Association. He was once considered a half disciple of Mr. Fu Lao, but he was still expelled from the calligraphy world by Mr. Fu Lao.
What about her?
Fu Qiao really couldn't hold it anymore. She was eager to help Mr. Fu die as soon as possible so that she could inherit all his inheritance.
"Grandpa, you have been tired for the whole day. Go to bed early." Fu Qiao endured the excitement in his heart and still looked well-behaved. "I will go on to practice calligraphy. I won't let you down." "
Mr. Fu Lao waved his hand gently, indicating that she could leave.
He helped Qiao out of the room, closed the door, and breathed out slowly.
This medicine can make people die quietly in their sleep. Even if an autopsy is performed, there will never be any trace of the medicine in the body.
Mr. Fu Lao is now almost seventy years old. He is an old man. Even if he passes away suddenly, no one will investigate specifically.
And this medicine will not cause any pain to people, and can even invade people's central nervous system, thus creating a pleasant dream.
Anyone who sees Mr. Fu Lao passing away with a smile will just think that he has passed away.
Fu Qiao's heart was beating very violently. She patted her chest and tried to calm herself down.
She turned around and was about to go downstairs when a figure suddenly fell in front of her, making her almost scream.
When he saw the face of the visitor clearly, Fu Qiao trembled and said: "Sir, sir, you... why are you here?"
The man did not answer, but just asked: "The medicine has made that old man immortal. "Have you eaten it?"
"Sir, yes." Fu Qiao said respectfully, "I watched him drink a whole cup of tea with my own eyes. As long as he falls asleep, you can give it to me." If you want, it will start to work."
"The old man still trusts you." The man snorted, "It's hard for us to send you to Fengyuan since you were a child, so that you can be used by him. Adopt a child that you have raised by yourself for more than ten years. Even if you are disappointed again, how can you be prepared? "
Once the medicine takes effect, only Taiyi Miracle Doctor can reverse it.
But who would know that Mr. Fu Lao was poisoned?
Fu Qiao lowered his head and said nothing.
Mr. Fu treated her very well, taught her how to support her body, and would no longer be harsh on her in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.
Before Ye Turning appeared, she had thought about giving Mr. Fu Lao a good death.
But the appearance of Ye Turning the Tide made her feel that Mr. Fu Lao's heart began to shift.
This is something Fu Qiao cannot tolerate.
In this case, don’t blame her for being cruel.
"The death of such an old man will undoubtedly cause a sensation in the Chinese calligraphy community." The man said casually, "When the time comes, as the sole inheritor of the body support, your status will rise."
Listen At these words, Fu Qiao couldn't help but smile with joy, but her expression suddenly turned cold: "But the night can turn the tide..."
She squeezed her fingers tightly, and her nails dug into her palms.
How could Ye Puanlan be better than her at supporting the body? !
"You don't have to worry about Ye Turning the River." The man said lightly, "Besides, she specializes in more than just calligraphy. If she completely enters the archaeological world, the threat will be much greater, and there will be more professional people. Let's deal with it."
Fu Qiao's expression broke for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure: "Yes."
The man raised his head and looked at the moon meaningfully. Smiled: "I hope there will be good news tomorrow morning."
**
While netizens were still discussing today's series of reversals, news of the arrest of Yong Dongyue, the former president of the Calligraphy Association, shocked the entire Internet.
【Oh my god, he was soft-banned in the morning and turned the tide at night. He was dismissed in the afternoon and rejoined in the evening. Life is really ups and downs! 】
[People outside the circle definitely don’t know the name Yong Dongyue, but those in the calligraphy circle will know that he actually did a lot of disgusting things. If you go to see him and the gift doesn’t get what he wants, he will I don't see you at all. 】
【He also plagiarized and plagiarized! Several of his famous works were not written by him at all, but were stolen from others! Finally got in, deserved it! 】
【I finally discovered that Ye Banlan is actually a pervert who can do anything. 】【Come on, she definitely doesn't know how to play classical instruments. If she could, she would have been taken back by the Yunjing Lin family long ago. 】
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After taking the medicine, Mr. Fu called Ye Banlan and thanked him: "Little friend Ye, thank you so much. I took the medicine you prepared for me. The medicine has removed the turbidity, and my body is really lighter.”
“You’re welcome,” Ye Banlan smiled, “I wish you a good sleep tonight.”
"I'm not polite to you. Come to Fengyuan when you have time." Fu Lao also smiled, "I have collected a lot of things and I plan to give them to you."
Ye Banglan said: "Fu Lao, I -"
"Oh, little friend Ye, don't refuse." Mr. Fu Lao hurriedly cut her off, "Even if I don't give you these calligraphy treasures, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, , I will also donate them all to the museum, but I think the things should still be in the hands of people who can make them useful." "Okay." Seeing his insistence, Ye Tuanlan agreed. "I will go with you to Fengyuan."
"It's so late, old man, I won't disturb you anymore." Mr. Fu Lao said, "Little friend Ye, I know, you must It can bring more hope.”
After the call ended, Ye turned his head and looked at the bright moon and stars in the sky.
Mere hope is not enough.
We must turn all our hopes into reality.
And on this road, she never looked back.
**
The next morning, before six o'clock, Fu Qiao hurried to Mr. Fu Lao's room.
She didn't knock on the door, but just barged in: "Grandpa? Grandpa!"
The old man lay quietly on the bed without any movement.
"Grandpa, it's time to get up!" Fu Qiao stepped forward and shook Mr. Fu's shoulder, "Grandpa - ah!"
She made an unbelievable cry With a scream, he stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground.
Fu Qiao stared at the sleepy Mr. Fu with his eyes wide open, and said in an incoherent tone: "Grandpa, you, you..."
One night passed, why did Mr. Fu Lao do nothing?
She was obviously drugged!
Mr. Fu Lao was still a little awake. He stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, and said to himself: "I did sleep well last night."
After a pause of more than ten seconds , Mr. Fu sat up holding the edge of the bed, frowning and looking at Fu Qiao who was still sitting on the ground: "What's the matter with you?"
"I...I...Grandpa, this, I..." Fu Qiao Joe stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
Her brain was now a mess, and she had no idea what was going on.
"Get out." Mr. Fu's expression turned cold, and his eyes were a little suspicious, "I want to continue to rest."
"Yes, I'm sorry, grandpa!" Joe's limbs went limp and he almost rolled out of the room.
She rested against the wall for a long time before she managed to stand up and limped toward a deserted place.
After looking around, Fu Qiao pressed the communication button.
Ten minutes later, the man from last night appeared in front of her and asked her: "The old immortal is gone?"
"Sir, I don't know what went wrong. My grandfather is not dead, and He's in great spirits!" Fu Qiao said tremblingly, "But I'm sure he drank the medicine. I guarantee it with my life!"
"I drank the medicine, but is he okay? His expression paused for a moment, a bit incredulous, "This result shouldn't happen."
Unless...
"You know why I foresaw that you were going to drug Fu Lao yesterday? , Didn’t I deal with you directly?" A voice sounded slowly behind Fu Qiao.
Ye Banglan rolled up her sleeves and tied her hair high.
Because she is using bait to catch big fish.